>>You are nothing if not an experiment
>>The illusion that Dash discovered you in this new world was a pre-planned event
>>Anonymous has yet to actually confront Celestia
>>Yet to actually contrast and compare the old world from the new
>>As far as you know, this world is new, and it is poison
>>Your memories of your past life are second long epiphanies at best, which you struggle to regain but >>lose completely by night
>>Celestia doesn't trust you
>>And she has good reason
 
>>You watched from a distance as the Elements of Harmony failed
>>For all of the fanfare they receive, they were a spectacular dud from where you sat
>>You were not there to witness the corruption of those who you consider to be your friends
>>You do not know the full story behind this
>>But what you DO know is that this IS Discord
>>And that Celestia has called upon you, Anonymous
>>Why, exactly? You do not know
>>What can you do in the face of a God?
>>But Celestia calls, and you answer
>>When you met her, she carried herself with such grace and power
>>You can do nothing else but obey
 
>>And so you stand before Discord, who looks upon you with a measure of delight from his devilish throne
>>He cackles. It is low at first but quickly evolves into this snarky guffaw that you cannot tolerate
>>“Oh, oh ho! This is rich. Her Elements of Harmony failed, and Twilight Sparkle's oh-so-precious 'magic of friendship!' ended up being a dud!”
>>He was expressionate, you had to give him that. Moving with his speech. It made him all the more dislikable
 
>>“And so... and so~! Hahaha! She calls on a, a... HUMAN!”
>>He falls out of his seat and rocks back and forth on his devilish body
>>Why aren't you scared?
>>You are only human. You are not some badass. In all things, you know fear.
>>His head was that of a goat, crowned with the antlers of a mountain ram and a doe. His body was long and serpentine, with the midsection being covered by a brown layer of fur, or feathers. You cannot tell.
>>He possessed undersized wings, one of a bad and one of a dove. He had the limbs of a lion, an eagle, an ass, and a skink.
>>But Celestia knows humans better than you think she does
>>She forces a digital display reading 6:59am into your mind
>>You fear whatever world lays behind that far more than you fear Discord's physical appearance
>>Like a gun to your back, at any instant the six can flip to a seven, and the fifty nine can flip to two zeroes
>>And once that happens, you will never see your bro again
>>That keeps you standing where you stand
>>Discord, breaking through his debilitating laughter, finally, wipes a tear from his abysmal eye
>>“But I DO have to hand it to Celestia! Bringing a human to Equestria? I say, what a bold move”
>>He chuckles. You remain silent, wondering what exactly you are doing
>>“Oh, dear. So, My Little Human, how did the old bat manage to tame you? Your people are so far lacking any sort of harmony! Must have been like house training a dog.”
 
>>You furrow your eyebrows, taking offense.
>>But you remain silent. You are a man of few words.
>>He... it... slithers up to you, curls around your legs, and rears its nasty goat-head over you
>>He examines you, wanting to see a human being up close
>>Discord, perhaps, admires humans. But this thought is well out of your mind at the moment
>>Every fiber in your body screams at you to run
>>To flee, to survive. It is what humans are good at
>>But, unbeknownst to you, Celestia prods you from behind
>>“...Still, I can't blame her. I have taken away everything that she once held. She has no property left.”
>>“Except you.”
>>He chuckles, barely able to hold it in as he derpfaces
>>“And... haha, YOU'RE her last line of defense. Hahaha! Well, time to show her that she possesses nothing which I cannot take away.”
>>He cackles madly, lowering a single digit from his lion-like paw down on you
>>Your brows furrow, and you begin to boil with hatred
>>Not for the way he has spoken to you, not so much
>>But for what he has taken from this world
>>What he has done to your friends
>>Celestia manipulates you. She pulls the strings to her puppet, not that you know that.
>>His claw touches you
>>And, at that second, there is a static discharge that forces his hand away
>>He recoils, whipping his hand up and down on his wrist before putting his finger in his mouth
>>“Yeouch!”
>>Celestia, too, recoils. From wherever she is operating, from wherever she is pulling the strings, she is cast out of your mind
>>But fear is a powerful thing. The dreaded six, five, and nine remain
>>It lingers the whole way through
 
>>Empowered by a mysterious zeal, your left hand rockets up to his beard and grips
>>You yank him down to your level
>>“What the?”
>>Your right hand rears to just below your shoulder, and you swing your weight forward
>>Dental appointment
>>Before he can comprehend what's happening, an uppercut rockets into his jaw and knocks his lanky body through the air where it lands in a heap
>>The long, sharp tooth that jutted from his upper lip shunts into the ground next to him, and there is a bloody patch where it once decorated his face
>>Discord runs his hand along his jaw line and senses that he is broken. He looks up.
>>You are already on top of him
>>He lifts a hand to attempt a spell, but you know better
>>You've fought unicorns before
>>With lightning speed you rake your hand to one of his antlers and yank him straight up
>>His spell falters
Fight me
>>You throw a right cross into his long face, rattling his ancestors through his face
Come on
>>You whip him around, yanking him by his antler and throwing a right hook into his jaw
>>The impacts of your fists against his body give resounding, bombastic thuds
>>But that doesn't last long
>>You throw your fist into his eye, driving your body behind it
>>The bone around his eye socket cracks with a sickening splutch of flesh
>>You carelessly throw him by his antler straight down into the checkered floor, not caring if the force of the impact concussed his brain case. If he had one.
That's pathetic.
>>Discord slithered back up, and even with his face as wrecked as it was, all it took was a snap of his fingers before he was restored
>>He picks up his tooth manually and rams it back into his gum
 
>>“Hah, I get it now. I can't corrupt you because you're Human”
>>He eyes you with a mixture of amusement and disdain
>>“You're already corrupt beyond all hope. So you're Celestia's silver bullet, huh?”
>>He chortles to himself, and then brings his lion's paw to bear. An array of scythe-like claws emerge from the fingers
>>“Alright, then. Let's see what you can do.”
>>In your mind you can feel a pull. Something is telling you to run away
>>Celestia is telling you to withdraw
>>Your role in this play is done
>>Twilight has restored her friend's memories, and they were on their way
>>But you did not know that, and you did not care
>>For the moment, Celestia has lost control
>>And this terrifies her
 
>>Discord lunges at you. He was like lightning, swiping his clawed hand at you
>>But you are experienced, either from this life or your past
>>You are smaller than him
>>You dart in, juking the swipe and throwing a fast half-uppercut with your left hand
>>You vastly favor your right, but the left was closer and had less distance to travel
>>Discord is mildly annoyed, and like a biblical serpent he hisses and lashes out at you with his eagle claw from the right
>>Dukes up, sway low, slop to the outside
>>He overshoots you
>>You throw your hip clockwise and drive a left hook into his nose
>>“Gaagh!”
>>He can bitch and moan all he wants. You possess an arcane knowledge that this world only scarcely knows of
>>You are the premier scientist in your given field
>>Fighting
>>He employs his tail, which you have been foolish to ignore until now
>>He catches you in a snare, and wraps his long, powerful body around you
 
>>Celestia does everything she can to regain control of you
>>He constricts you, laughing maniacally as he does so
>>He can feel your body giving way under his strength
>>Celestia can, as well
>>You bang your fist against his body to little effect, you are growing short on air
>>“Hahahaha!” he screams that fucking Q-esque laugh
>>Victory is in his reach
>>You, the 'champion' of Celestia, are seconds away from combustion from the pressure bearing down on you
>>On a final gambit, your hand rockets to his antler once again, and gets a grip
>>“Wha-wha?!”
>>You pull his head and invert it. He is alarmingly easy to manipulate when you get him by the antlers
>>You tug with all your strength, driving his ivory horns into his own body
>>He screams like a million year old dragon would be expected to
>>His grip loosens on you as he scrambles over himself, a knot of flesh and fur and scales thrumming in outrageous pain
>>Free from his grasp, you make your move
>>You stomp your shoe down upon his head
>>Then again
>>And again
>>The antler breaks, freeing his head, leaving the jagget bony appendage tangled in his body
>>His spine is all sorts of messed up
>>His organs punctured in more than one place
>>You grip his head, staring at him coldly
>>Discord wants to be a smartass?
>>He wants to see why you're worth anything? Why humanity is worth anything?
>>You throw a right cross into his face
>>Crack, there goes his snout
>>You lay into him with another cross
>>You love your right, it's so powerful
>>Another
>>And another
>>Crack, crack
>>His bones are like peanut brittle to you
>>He is covered in his own chaos-born blood
 
>>It bubbles, it feels like acid to you
>>It burns
>>But it doesn't stop you
>>It sizzles against your flesh
>>But you are liking this
>>Again, and again, you lay into him with cross after cross, each time driving your knuckles further and further into his cranial anatome
>>You are curious, like a scientist
>>What does it look like in there?
>>Let's find out
>>Crack, crack, crack
>>A smile creases your lips
>>Then a smirk
>>And then a psychotic grin
>>He underestimated you
>>And now you have power over him.
>>You don't even notice the individual punches any more, you just watch as he has less and less of a face left
>>You are a human jackhammer
>>Although the thought does not cross your mind, yet, you COULD succeed Discord as the God of... Discord
>>But it does cross Celestia's mind
>>It crosses Celestia's mind the entire time
>>A magical aurora engulfs you
>>There is a flash of light, and then blackness
 
>>That night you congratulate Twilight, Rainbow, and all of their friends for defeating Discord
>>Twilight wonders why Discord made no effort to stop her from restoring her friend's memories
>>But you wouldn't know. You weren't there
>>Celestia made sure that's what you believed
>>After the celebration, you settle down for a well deserved slumber
>>Your memories of that fight had been totally wiped
>>No one knows, not even you
>>But Celestia knows
>>Celestia knows that she fucked her experiment up
>>For as terrifying as Discord was, and is, for just one nanosecond you were more so
>>Human nature is not something that Celestia fully appreciated
>>Modifications need to be made to her pet project
>>This is the first night that you feel it
>>As you drift to the land of dreams, you feel an intangible force picking at your mind
>>Given the effectiveness of your fear in keeping you in line, the image of your alarm clock set to 6:59am dominates your dreams
>>You toss, and you turn
>>But the struggle doesn't stop the memories of your past life from being extracted, analyzed for relevance, and destroyed
>>You WILL be Celestia's little human
>>And you WILL be happy